Impostor

From the big, black boots to the red hat,

All the adults thought it a hoot

Too fool all the children that

It was the genuine saint in the red suit.

One by one the impostor called each child's name,

To sit upon his knee, a gift to recieve.

One by one each child came,

Eyes wide, willing to believe,

That jolly Santa clause was in there home, 

With sack full of wondrous toy,

For each child to own,

Hold treasure and enjoy.

The last child from the red suited knee, did hop,

'I think,' She wispered, 'Santa is POP!'

                        

                                                            For my much loved Pop =)